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May 2014
sometimes I don’t care,
because sometimes I must stop caring,
but I didn’t really stop,
just took a little break,
for them to realize that I used to care,
and never been appreciated.
that’s the thing about human,
they only know what’s happening
when it’s already done,
when everything is already gone.
stupid isn’t it? that’s us.
Jo de Guzman
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Jo de Guzman  Dvo Phil
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   Clara Romero and ohmyink
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